The Tsukuyomi World
Seventy days passed quickly in the Tsukuyomi world.
Through repeated battles, Shun skillfully managed to open the Fourth Gate.
At the same time, he also attained the realm of martial arts: the Transparent World.
As he was exposed to the Transparent World for half a month, it seemed that all the mysteries of the highest realm he had previously explored slowly unfolded, and everything was clearly displayed before his eyes.
"Sun Breathing Thirteenth Form!"
"Eight Gates: Fourth Gate!"
"Highest Realm: Transparent World!"
Shun obtained what he desired from his experience with Akaza.
At the same time, he also completed his transformation!
Using Tsukuyomi, a real fight between the two sides was established, covering the lack of experience and skills.
From ninjutsu, physical techniques, swordsmanship, to life-and-death combat experience, he had achieved relative perfection at this point.
From now on, if anyone thought Shun was a ninja who could unleash Wood Release and wanted to kill him up close...
The sword in his left hand was the swordsmanship of Sun Breathing, and his right hand represented the Fourth Gate. Moreover, the Transparent World was enough to defeat opponents even if he didn't realize it.
Shun could guarantee that if he encountered Yellow Flash on the battlefield, he could cut his opponent into thirteen pieces right now!
Although Shun did not have useless buffs like lines, the Eight Gates were a powerful blessing.
After realizing what he had gained, this time, a satisfied Shun did not continue to do anything. He looked at Akaza and said seriously:
"Akaza, thank you for helping me complete my transformation."
"Although I have never liked talking too much with Demons, this time, in return, I have decided to help you find yourself and awaken you completely."
Thus, under Akaza's confused gaze, Shun canceled Tsukuyomi.
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The Real World
The cool moonlight illuminated the road at night.
Under the bright moonlight, a young man surrounded by light green energy was holding down an evil Demon and beating him fiercely.
While beating the Demon beneath him until he became human, Shun shouted angrily:
"Are you worthy of being called the greatest martial artist?!"
"A fool who has stagnated for hundreds of years and has made no physical progress deserves to belittle humans?"
That hard punch struck Akaza, and he truly could not withstand it. He tried to exchange wounds for wounds, but he was continuously beaten!
"Knowing pain, injury, and death is the driving force behind human progress!"
"To minimize damage, we will hone our skills."
"To increase our strength, we learn boxing, swordsmanship, and various techniques!"
"Humans have honed their martial arts all this time to live better lives, to survive! To be able to kill giant tigers with this fragile body!"
"How about you?"
Shun stopped punching, grabbed Akaza by the collar, and asked angrily:
"After training for hundreds of years, only through life and death do you step into the highest realm!"
"Hundreds of years of training? Is that what it turned into a Demon like this?!"
"You've trained martial arts for hundreds of years; why is your body still stagnant?!"
"The limits of the body cannot be broken, the limits of martial arts stagnate, and the lives and deaths of those who practice martial arts are actually manipulated and played with by others..."
His Mangekyo Sharingan seemed capable of seeing directly into the soul of his opponent, and he posed the final question:
"Akaza! Tell me: Are you worthy of being called a warrior like this?!!"
"Have you ever thought... Why did you develop this martial art?"
Akaza, who had initially struggled hard, fell silent.
Even though he had no hesitation in becoming a Demon and did not hesitate to spend so much time, what martial arts had he developed?
"To become stronger..."
"I want to become stronger, to become stronger!"
He answered unconsciously.
"But… why do I want to become stronger?"
"Because… because… if I don't become stronger, I can't return it. I can't return the medicine to my father."
At this point, Akaza froze in place.
It was true; if he did not become strong, he would not be able to steal money. If he did not become strong, he would not be able to fight back when facing retribution, and he would be sent to the government to have the tattoos of sinners marked on his body.
If he did not become stronger, his severely ill father would die.
That was the only thought of eleven-year-old Soyama Hakuji.
Yet his father still died by hanging after hearing that he had stolen money to treat his illness.
"Hakuji, I'm sorry for troubling you. But I never thought I would live long enough to let my child become a thief. You can go back now. Please live this life with integrity!"
This was his father's suicide note before he died.
But Hakuji did not correct himself. He was tattooed with expulsion tattoos and lived elsewhere, making a living by fighting adults on the streets.
He thought his entire life would continue to rot like this until he met them.
"You have great skills; be my disciple!"
That was what Uncle Keizo said. Needless to say, he blamed himself at that time and praised his reputation to help him change himself.
Just like that, he took him back and became his disciple. As a result, Hakuji became the only disciple in Uncle Keizo's dojo, and he had to go out and work for others to fill his stomach.
Uncle Keizo prepared a room, provided clothes and food for him. Of course, as an obligation, Hakuji had to take care of his seriously ill daughter, Koyuki, who was bedridden.
Taking care of the seriously ill girl was indeed troublesome, but Hakuji had long been used to such problems; after all, he hadn't seen his mother since he was little, and he always took care of his seriously ill father in bed.
"But is it okay to let a prisoner take care of your daughter?"
"It's fine; I've defeated you as a sinner. After you are reborn, you will be new!"
That was the happiest moment, and Hakuji lived like this until he was eighteen. He fell in love with the girl he cared for, and Uncle Keizo agreed to marry Koyuki to him.
And when he happily returned to pay respects at his father's grave, what awaited him when he returned to the dojo... was hell.
A disciple from a neighboring dojo, envious of his teacher, poisoned the well. His teacher died, as did Koyuki.
It was futile to always stay away from important people when they were in danger.
He clearly agreed to watch the fireworks next year with Koyuki.
He clearly promised to become stronger than anyone.
He clearly promised to protect this sick girl for the rest of his life.
As a result, he completed none of them, and he was just a weak person who spoke quickly.
After killing everyone in the poisoned dojo, Hakuji met that man like a walking zombie and turned into a Demon.
So it turned out he lost himself as a human and became a Demon, still pursuing a stronger self. There was no one left he wanted to protect. He didn't want to continue living without purpose, but he committed repeated murders for hundreds of years.
What a tragic, funny, and boring story.
Hakuji had little resilience and often gave up on himself. He killed people with Soryu boxing techniques and stained the important boxing techniques of his teacher. He also failed to honor his father's last words.
The martial arts he honed to protect his family... had truly turned into a killing weapon...
He couldn't hold back his tears.
At this moment, Akaza's body as a Demon began to crumble.
"I lost..."
Hakuji looked at Shun with deep gratitude and showed a free and relaxed smile:
"Thank you for your help."
"Takema Shun, it is true that human martial arts are stronger..."
After saying this, his soul left his body.
"Hakuji..."
At a certain point, Hakuji felt the warmth of a palm on his cheek as Koyuki gently stood in front of him.
"Hakuji, that's enough."
It was only then that Hakuji realized that Koyuki had always been with him.
He looked at his beloved and cried uncontrollably.
"I'm sorry, forgive me, forgive me, I could have been by your side then, forgive me, forgive me... Our pact is not complete, I'm sorry... Forgive me, I beg you..."
Hakuji hugged her waist and cried sadly.
"It seems you've remembered it. I'm so glad Hakuji could return."
This pink kimono-clad woman gently tidied her husband's hair, waiting for a hundred years of tears to fall on her cheeks. Even if she died and became a spirit, she would always be by his side, waiting for the day when her husband would reflect.
"Welcome back, my husband. I will be with you no matter what happens."
She took Hakuji's hand and led him to hell.
Seeing this scene, Shun smiled happily.
Indeed, his time in Tsukuyomi was not in vain.
He believed that his preaching techniques had reached their peak condition.
Combined with his direct education, Akaza truly changed his mind and started a new life!
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Kyoto
The medical books being read directly turned into confetti, and the deep black long table shattered into pieces.
Two Upper Ranks were killed by one person. The appearance of such a powerful man shocked and enraged Muzan.
Unable to sit still, he roared in fear and anger in the minds of the Twelve Kizuki:
"Return!"
"From now on, the Twelve Kizuki, gather at the Infinite Castle!"
"No matter the cost, you must kill that person for me!"